‘Ah! As suspected. The flux in the composite is due entirely to curdled milk. Brys Beddict, are you ready?’ The King’s Champion shrugged. Kuru Qan nodded. ‘I was going to have you drink this.’ ‘Curdled milk will not harm me,’ Brys said, taking the goblet from the Ceda. He quickly tossed it down, then set the silver cup on the table. ‘How long?’ ‘For what?’ ‘Until the potion takes effect.’ ‘What potion? Come with me. We shall use the Cedance for this journey.’
